I recently watched a great BBC Three documentary by Cherry Healey all about how to get a life (clearly looking for some sort of deeper philosophical inspiration there...). Anyway, the programme featured a group of female Cambridge students who had adopted the motto 'grow it, don't mow it' in relation to their armpitty-bits.
Ok, so I'm not about to go that far in the furry area -not because I feel oppressed, honest, it's just not my thing -but I liked being challenged about why women spend quite so much time obsessing about our appearance, and more importantly, who we do all of that for? I like being groomed, just as my other half can be found sporting some lovely Wiggins-esque side-boards, but is this an expression of who were are, or who we want others to think we are?
So maybe next time you take up the needles and thread (or razor and shaving cream) we could think about what we are making (or removing) and why...Sometimes a message is no bad thing. x
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